When he entered the palace city, there were only three people left on the carriage, Xuan Shijing and Li Yuanjing in the carriage, and Shi Hu was driving the carriage. From the words of the Imperial Guard, Shi Hu could also hear the situation of emergency, so he drove the carriage straight to Da'an Palace at the maximum speed.

Xuan Shijing untied the rope tied to Li Yuanjing in the carriage, and said to Li Yuanjing with a grim expression: "You must have heard what the Imperial Guard said just now. Now the atmosphere in the entire palace and the news from Da'an Palace all indicate that the day of the Supreme Emperor is probably today. Shi Hu is driving the carriage towards the Da'an Palace. If it is too late, you may be able to see the last time."

"Don't worry, since I cooperated with you so much on the way, I would never have any idea in the palace." Li Yuanjing said with a wry smile.

When he arrived at the gate of Da'an Palace, the carriage was stopped by the imperial guards in the palace. Xuan Shijing took Li Yuanjing out of the carriage and went straight into Da'an Palace.

As soon as I entered Da'an Palace, what caught my eye was a large number of civil and military ministers kneeling outside Hanyuan Hall. White silk was already hung outside Hanyuan Hall...

His Majesty Li Er's personal eunuch Deyi was busy with Li Yuan's funeral in and out of Hanyuan Palace.

The Emperor's funeral is a national mourning. Everything must be handled according to the corresponding rules, so it is naturally not careless. Therefore, no one in Da'an Palace can get involved, so Deyi can only temporarily preside over here. His Majesty Li Er is still in Li Yuan's bedroom, and a large group of people are kneeling in the hall. Empress Changsun also silently knelt on the ground and kneeled beside Li Yuan's bed.

When Li Yuanjing saw a group of people kneeling outside Da'an Palace, the string in his mind was broken along the way. He hurriedly passed over the minister kneeling on the ground and ran into Li Yuan's bedroom.

"Father...Father...The baby is back, wait for the baby." Li Yuanjing finally muttered while running.

It seems that when you lose at a certain moment, the cherishment in your heart will be inspired. For example, Li Yuanjing, before the New Year, just thought about how to strengthen himself and how to win the throne of the Nine Five, and ignored it. His father looked at him lovingly behind his back...

From the entrance of the Da'an Palace to Li Yuan's bedroom in Hanyuan Palace, the short distance became an insurmountable gap between Li Yuanjing and Li Yuan, a gap between life and death. Along the way, Li Yuanjing stumbled and ran, not caring about his scattered hair or collide with the courtiers kneeling on the ground, but just ran like that, running...

"Father!~~~~~" This shout was sad, desolate, confused, and helpless.

After entering Hanyuan Hall, Li Yuanjing walked towards Li Yuan's bedroom and met His Majesty Li Er who came out of Li Yuan's bedroom.

Although His Majesty Li Er felt angry when he saw Li Yuanjing with disheveled hair, he felt sad because of Li Yuan's death. Now he had no intention of regulating anything with Li Yuanjing. He just sighed and looked at Li Yuanjing with a complicated expression.

"Lao Liu, you're back, it's too late."

Hearing His Majesty Li Er's words, the tears in Li Yuanjing's eyes could no longer be stopped, and they flowed out like beads with broken threads.

"Yuan Jing, go in and see your father again." Empress Changsun stood beside His Majesty Li Er and said to Li Yuanjing with a sad look: "Go."

Li Yuanjing passed over His Majesty Li Er and Empress Changsun and entered Li Yuan's bedroom.

Li Yuan lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and silent. He had emptied his body after taking medicine for more than ten days, his face was thin, his bones were as thin as a hair, and his body was covered with a thick yellow quilt. Several eunuchs were standing at the head of the bed, holding a dragon robe in their hands, and they wanted to change it for Li Yuan. These were all prepared in the Da'an Palace. Now that Li Yuan has passed away, he just needs to take out the things.

Li Yuanjing stumbled to Li Yuan's bed, and knelt down with a "thump". Looking at Li Yuan who had passed away, tears flowed down his face.

His Majesty Li Er and Empress Changsun walked to the gate of the main hall of Hanyuan Hall, stood at the door and looked out. The ministers in the court had almost arrived. At this time, they were all kneeling outside. Xuan Shijing and Shi Hu, who had just entered the palace, were also kneeling in the seats behind the ministers.

"Guanyin maid." His Majesty Li Er sighed: "Lao Liu is back, but he has never been able to see his father for the last time. Although he has known that it has not been long since then, why is the matter coming? I still feel so uncomfortable in my heart."

"Your Majesty." Empress Changsun said softly: "Father and son are naturally in nature. For so many years, although Your Majesty has a slight gap with his father, your Majesty and his Majesty have always been father and son, and Yuan Jing has always been brothers."

"Yes, now Lao Liu is back. What do you think I should deal with Lao Liu?" His Majesty Li Er stood at the door, looking into the distance, with countless worries in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I think that the most important thing now is to handle the affairs behind the father's death. Let the rest be put aside. Filial piety is the first priority. If Your Majesty wants to deal with Yuan Jing, he will have to wait until the mourning period is over. Let Yuan Jing send his father's last journey and fulfill his filial piety." Queen Changsun said.

"What you said is reasonable, come." His Majesty Li Er called out.

"What are your instructions?" The Yulin Army guarding outside the Hanyuan Palace stepped forward and bowed and responded.

"Go to the Taishi Bureau and ask Li Chunfeng." His Majesty Li Er ordered.

"Yes." After the Yulin Army responded, he turned around and left Hanyuan Palace and trotted all the way to the Taishi Bureau.

The emperor held a grand ceremony and the whole country mourned for three days. Chang'an City was not allowed to sing and dance within three months. All the brothels and Chu Pavilions had to close their business. All the rules and etiquettes were counted.

Since returning from Da'an Palace on the afternoon of the 14th, Xuan Shijing has never stepped out of the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. The lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month are probably not as lively as in previous years. According to customs, all families in Chang'an City would gather together, drinking and having fun in the back garden, watching lanterns and guessing riddles. When Li Yuan went there, the nobles in Chang'an City stayed in their mansions honestly and did not dare to do anything, for fear that the Censor would send him to His Holiness Li Er with a memorial.

In the back garden of the Hou Mansion, Xuan Shijing has been with Wang since he returned to the Hou Mansion. In winter, the house was so bored that he could not stay for too long. The wives of each family could not get together and could not play mahjong. Wang naturally became idle again.

"Mom, I originally thought I would take you to the streets to watch the fun tomorrow, but at this time, I guess few people in Chang'an City go out. Your Majesty and the court officials are still mourning for the Supreme Emperor, so this year's Lantern Festival is probably gone." Xuan Shijing walked beside Wang and said.

"Yes, at this critical moment, who would dare to mention the Lantern Festival of the 15th day of the first lunar month? This is the case with this year's Lantern Festival in Chang'an City." Wang sighed and said.
Chapter completed!